Every time you make a move

Doing all right, part 2

"I'm no baby!!" Roshni protested, a pout on her face.

Phoebe giggled as he slipped her socks back on, "No, actually you're a very small girl."

"A small girl who doesn't yet know how to use a potty, oh yes you are..." Freddie cooed and finished drying his hands before picking her up and pulling her close to him. "Phoebe, check the bag for any hand sanitiser, would you?"

His assistant simply shook his head as he zipped the bag up and slung it back over his shoulder.

"Your dad is something else, isn't he Roshni?" He playfully asked the girl as she babbled over his shoulder.

"Don't you start!" Freddie called over as he pushed the door open, ignoring the several onlookers who heard his shouts from outside.

They came across Monica and with their son in her arms just as they came out of the changing area.

"Oh! How was it?" Phoebe asked her.

"We have to wait until the doctor calls us in." Monica headed back towards the seating, and they followed.

"I've a new found respect for you." Freddie whispered when he caught up to her side.

She lowered herself, "You do?"

He nodded, "I can't believe you have to scoop up their crap more than three times a day."

Monica glanced to Phoebe for answers as the twins babbled to one another.

"Freddie had to change Roshni's nappy. He had quite an ordeal." Phoebe rolled his eyes.

"Oh, you did, did you?" Monica smiled, and the man simply shuddered.

"Oh, come on, Freddie. It can't have been that bad, you did such a good job!" Phoebe reached over and patted the man's arm.

"We need to fucking train them," Freddie's jaw clenched. "Even if it means they run around shitting everywhere in our lovely house. We need to buy potties or a special seat."

"I like this new attitude!" Monica nodded approvingly as Phoebe sighed and scribbled down another item on his shopping list.

"Can the family of Johnny Bulsara bring him in here please?" The Doctor called them.

"Thank fuck... I mean, wanted to pop out for a cigarette, but thank fuck!" Freddie thought, sitting up and stopping Roshni from running off again.

"Please don't be anything bad, please don't be anything bad..." Monica whispered as she carried her boy in.

"Please sit down here..." the doctor directed them to a pair of seats in front of a monitor before bending down to Johnny's level and putting on a patronising voice, "Hello again, Johnny boy! I'm just telling your mummy and daddy what's happened to your leg, alright?"

The boy simply stared back in his dad's fashion with an unimpressed look in his eyes, curled up in his mother's arms.

"It's all going to be fine." Phoebe whispered to Monica as she felt Freddie's hand in hers. Roshni ran to the corner of the room where there was a small play area set up.

"Right, if you see where I am pointing, there is a crack...," the doctor pointed to the image with his nib point pen. "And look there, you will see that this bone is out of place. He needs surgery to push it back in place before it can be set for some time."

Her worst fear had been confirmed, but she took a deep breath and proceeded, "Alright... so, where do I-"

"The nurse in the lab at the end of the hall is waiting to set a temporary cast for him. He will be placed on the waiting list in the children's unit."